There are perks

to living at the Jersey Shore

 One perk is the beach in the fall- still beautiful and there aren't 1 million people visiting.

Also, the beach is just a hop, skip, and jump away from my apartment. And I swear fist-pumping is not the norm. And no one (errr- barely anyone) looks like the cast members of Jersey Shore. 

Swear. 

"It's the most wonderful time of the year"

 

Pumpkins

(Extra)Coffee

Sweaters

Jackets

Boots

Apple-picking

You catch my gist, right?

Fall fall fall fall fall <3

Hanging Around

My jewelry has a place to 'hang'.  

After time was spent untangling a few nails were put into this hanger to attempt to organize.

I like the simple look of this and it gets the job done ;)

Out with the old and in with the new

That is how the saying goes right? Well, if not I followed it anyway.  

Since Steven is moving in, like I mentioned here, we decided to de-clutter to make more room for him. 

Although I don't have before and afters (because I'm way too impulsive to think of that) I do have what it looks like now.

In the kitchen I added spices in these little jars and we put an old post card of Long Branch (where I live) in this frame.

Microwave cart + simplicity= happiness.
(simple math)

The picture in the heart is from Prom, craziness. 

And a newly decorated place to rest our heads.
Note Maxwell in the window enjoying the little things in life. 

Man, must be nice being a cat.

Nuttin' to it but to do it

One of my biggest dreams has always been to be crafty and creative. If you give me a craft with step by step instructions I can usually get it done, but to think of something creative on my own is where the trouble comes in.  And by trouble I mean I can't do it if my life depended on it. Steven, however, is one of the most creative people...ever. I'm so jealous. Some of the things he comes up with are amazing. 

So my un-creative self takes really nicely to pinterest. 

I scour and pretend like I'm a creative and crafty person and envision my apartment filled with the crafts and do-it-yourself projects. (isn't that what everyone dreams of?)

My newest obsession= maps. 

That being said, Steven and I decided to get crafty. 

Supplies: Frame, Different Maps, Mat and Something to cut with

Final Result:

Steven and I put Philadelphia, New York and New Orleans in the rectangle frames because they are places that we have been together and love. 

We put Long Branch, NJ in the heart because it is the first place we will live together. 

Did I mention Steven is moving in? 

Cat is out of the bag. 

Next week, my friends, next week.

Sometimes you just have to laugh...

 ...even though tears would not be questioned. 

So, I don't want to say that yesterday was a BAD day because it was not by any means, but there were some crap-tastic things that happened.

What were they? Funny you should ask:

1. Woke up 10 minutes before I had to be at work.

did I mention it was my first day of work

2. Spilled my whole coffee all over the kitchen counter.

did I mention I just cleaned my entire kitchen

3. Got ditched, so-to-speak 

did I mention it kind-of sucked

4. Called 911 at work, whoops

did I mention that I work at a college

and did I mention the cop said "Today is not your day, is it?"

5. Stepped on glass

did I mention I bled

6. It rained to top it off

did I mention I get confused for Carrot Top when it rains

(redhead frizzy hair problems)

Regardless of this I refused to accept that the day was anything

 short of just fine. 

That is my annoying ass positive self speaking.  

When I got home from work I put a smile on and made myself some pity party Cucumber and Avocado Spring Rolls to turn the day around. Food has that effect on me. Sue me. 

Asian Ang was in the house. 

 How can a good book, food and flowers not bring on a smile? 

(That is a trick question)

Thennn I got to talk on the phone with my best friend. 

this is why we are hot.

I knew it was going to be a good day <3

Promise

I made a pact, of some sort, to myself that I would not start blogging again until I was able to fly a kite with ease and some kind of poise*...

I started off at the beach bright and early. You know to get the "feeling" right. 

The "right feeling" could be described as wind, ocean, 

sunrise, bare feet. (you catch my drift)

You could say I ACED this portion of the experience. 

(See above photo if you're confused by this)

I then assured myself that a beautiful picture of a kite would help to increase the kite flying experience. 

You know, it just helps with the process...

This, my friends, is a pretty accurate portrayal of how high I got this kite in the air. I was catching some serious air...(hmph)

My dreams of flying a kite have been crushed. 

You can say I worked hard and gave it all I had, but honestly I failed. 

Failed failed failed. 

Gosh, I suck. Does anyone have ANY kind of secret to flying a freakin' kite?

I tried running, standing still, smiling and even pouting, but nothing seemed to help. 

It was fun, but if I said I had any sort of poise or did this with ease I'd be lying.  I'm actually pretty certain people were looking on at me in pity.

I guess my kite flying days have come to an end, but my blogging hasn't. 

I'm happy to be back (for realz). Miss you all!!! 

*Sooooo I didn't REALLY make a promise about first flying a kite to continue blogging, but I figured it would help to explain why I haven't been around ;)